What sounds like a good excuse for a vacation any other time of year was an extremely unwelcome interruption to my schedule- especially since I wasn't allowed to stress my brain by reading or using my computer. That certainly made keeping up with the classes I've missed particularly hard. There were a few days when I had no idea how I was going to make it through the rest of this semester - the doctors were talking about me having an MRI and my professors were talking about me putting off finals- someone even mentioned me not finishing the semester. That was certainly an unwelcome worry. I didn't know what to do or even if I'd be able to do anything - I was told that I needed to just stay on bed rest and that trying to do anything would make me worse. Hearing that, I was at the end of my rope over how to handle school, work, everything.
I tried to go on to class and work until I realized I really couldn't handle it. I had to listen to the doctor (always something that's been difficult for me to do) and stay in bed. That was the only way to get through it and, with time, I'd figure the rest out. As Thomas Jefferson says, I just had to tie a knot in my rope and hang on.
Thankfully, I'm able to do a few things now and hopefully will be back to my full schedule next week. But the past few weeks have been important in reminding me that sometimes life gets tough ... and then it gets tougher. Sometimes all you can do is ride it out and know that everything will sort itself out. Finals are going to be tough, but I'm grateful that I'll be able to take them. So even though I was "at the end of my rope," I found a new, more grateful perspective.
